Thursday, June 02, 2011
Searching For Daynight
Look at this girl, her back to Van Gogh, tweeting that she's bored. Bored.
I can't toss rocks though. There's a picture of me in a high school yearbook where I'm sitting oblivious, lost in a book.
I don't get texting, though. If it's a generational thing, I must admit to not getting kid's shoes with little wheels in the heels, either. I would fall on my back if they came in size mens 10.
As for the title-I'm time shifting, and it is part struggle, but all will be well.
If you see someone texting in public, go up to them, ask them questions in a made up language, pretending to not know english. It will give them something to tweet about.